In the slightly larger cave of the battlefield, the messy [Fire Demon Spirits] hesitated, they were checking themselves and doubting, and the hesitation of the [Fire Demon Spirits] gave Wang Yonghao a chance to breathe. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In another disconnected natural crack in another gap not far away, Wang Yonghao, who had dug up the [tin ore] that was originally full of here, had already arranged a wooden workbench here.

When the [Fire Demon Spirits] not far away were still considering their suspicions, he had already made a [Fire Demon King's King Scepter] on the workbench that was poured with the blood of the [Fire Demon Spirit] King and inlaid with the head of the [Great Demon].

The scorpion saw all this in her eyes, and also felt a kind of deterrent power inexplicably emitted from the staff here, which was not aimed at her, but it also made her maintain enough respect for the holder of this staff.

"Could it be that this is the legendary [King's Scepter]?"

Gu Niang's question made Wang Yonghao, who was looking at this staff, stunned, and he couldn't help asking, "Do you know this thing?" Has this thing ever existed on this planet? ”

However, Gu Niang had seen that Wang Yonghao's basic knowledge was lacking, but he had magical means, so she explained to him: "Life in the world of Terra is like a group of stars, and there are many ways to show a prosperous atmosphere, but at the beginning of the existence of the world of Terraria, there were not so many external gods and alien creatures.

In this primitive world, where the original ancient god system coexisted with primitive humans, humans were shepherd the four directions for the gods, and in order to consolidate the rule of human kingship, the gods gave humans and other firstborn beings some special scepters to rule over their races. ”

"And why doesn't anyone have such a scepter now?"

Wang Yonghao was really a little skeptical, how deeply connected these worlds were, and the scepter of the Cloud Mountain Fairy King in the Lord of the Rings World had also appeared in the history of the Terra World......

It is the convergence of the human imagination that these worlds are inextricably linked.

Thinking about it a little more would make people shudder, and the water in the fantasy world community was far deeper than he imagined.

Shi Niang didn't pay attention to Wang Yonghao's subtle emotional changes, and continued to explain: "Later, this pure world was patronized by a large number of foreign gods, Zhu Wenming began to flourish, and the vast races became more and more numerous, and the gods were as numerous as the vast galaxy.

At this time, those ancient gods may not be able to protect themselves, how can those races under their alliance continue to rule all directions? Therefore......"

At this time, Wang Yong, who generally heard the reason, answered: "At this time, those scepter points whose utility is declining day by day, and whose symbolic meaning is getting greater and greater than their actual ability are slowly withdrawing from the stage of history, is this the meaning?" ”

"Yes!"

Caught up with the end of that era, the Niang let out a sigh, not belonging to this era: "When I was young, I only saw the King of the Nymphs have such a scepter, and the investment on it is not the same as that on this one, but the method and method are similar." ”

Wang Yonghao heard the remembrance and sadness in her words, and instantly explained: "If you want, I can make you a king's scepter that belongs to your Nymph." ”

Gu Niang understands that Wang Yonghao is by no means untargeted, let alone bullying, he said that he would really do it, and for a moment Shi Niang really wanted to agree.

But it was only for a moment, and after a moment, the expression of the Worm Niang returned to decline, and in an instant, it returned to a kind of relieved calm.

"Thank you for your kindness, I don't think I need to, there aren't many Nymphs alive anymore, not to mention that we're not a race but just monsters."

The words of the Niang contain a resolute meaning, but there is not much sadness in it, it is just a kind of remembrance, this deep remembrance is very heavy but will not overwhelm people.

Wang Yonghao wanted to get rid of this emotion, so he reached out and handed the long staff to the Nymph, whose figure was completely disproportionate.

"I killed so many vampires for you, I should pay you something, and now I want to compensate you for this group of [Fire Demon Spirits], how much do you think this [Fire Demon Spirit] is worse than your vampires?"

Looking at the long staff in front of her, Gu Niang really had an inexplicable feeling for a while, she reached out to take the staff, looked at the head of the demon above, and replied after a few seconds: "It's not bad." ”

Wang Yonghao smiled and said, "Then let's go, go and receive our [Fire Demon Spirit] army!" ”

After that, Wang Yonghao pulled the Niang Niang and disappeared in a burst of blue-purple magical smoke in an instant.

When it reappeared, it had already appeared in the center of the [Fire Spirit], next to the decapitated corpse.

The same way of moving, but not the same kind of them, all of this illuminates a key point to the Fire Demon Spirits, that is, these two people are the one who kills their leader, and the patriarch of the tribe is killed for one of these two people.

The [Fire Demon Spirit] was about to rush upwards in full anger for a while, but suddenly found that the long staff in the hands of the little man in the two people suppressed them.

The kind of restraint that seemed to come from the soul pressed them trembling and even daring to move, and some even fell directly from mid-air because they had no foothold.

The flapping wings of the [Fire Demon Spirit] stopped the rhythm, which would cause them to fall quickly, and the good cave was only a few tens of meters away, and these light little devils would not really fall anything.

Wang Yonghao, who had spoken the language of the [Fire Demon Spirit] before, could speak and understand it, so he deeply realized how headache it was for this large group of three or four hundred [Fire Demon Spirits] to be noisy and shouting together.

This level of noise reminded Wang Yonghao of the visiting groups of peninsular countries he had received when he was on Earth.

It's a purgatory-like experience, this country is very ambiguous because of the simplification of Chinese characters, and the way they communicate with each other is that you are arguing and I am arguing, constantly interrupting each other to verify that what you hear is not what you heard?

In this noisy situation, the whole team visited the cars on display in their exhibition hall in a quarrel, although he was responsible for the reception, he was not responsible for the front-line explanation, otherwise he would have died.

The language exchange system of this peninsular country, which specializes in producing male and plastic surgery male stars and plastic surgery female stars, is actually similar to the coincidence of the [Fire Demon Spirit] clan in this hell.

It's not about the language, it's about the linguistic environment and the emotional state in which the language is being spoken.

"Shut up, whoever speaks again will die!"

The Lady inserted the staff into the cavity of the headless [Fire Demon Spirit] on the ground, and shouted at the noisy and quarrelsome [Fire Demon Spirit].

They are really cheap, as long as you shout at them and threaten them to declare a strong statement to them, he will not dare to continue talking.

The tremendous power emanating from the staff caused all the [Fire Demon Spirits] to fall to the ground and kneel in submission.